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Oman ^ quarterly, Governors State University, Park Forest South, IL 60466 

Vol .4, No. 4 Spring 

A quarterly published at Governors State University under the auspices of the Provost's Office ©1981 Governors State University and Helen Hughes 


Helen E. Hughes, Editor 
Lynn Thomas Strauss, Managing Editor 
Joan Lewis, Editorial Consultant 
Suzanne Oliver, Graphic Designer 

Donna Bandstra, Social Sciences 

Rev. Ellen Dohner, Religion 

Rita Durrant, League of American Penwomen 

Dottie Fisk, Children's Creativity 

Ann Gerhart, Women's Networking 

Harriet Gross, Sociology/Women's Studies 

Helene Guttman, Biological Sciences 

Mimi Kaplan, Library Resources 

Young Kim, Communications Science 

Harriet Marcus, Journalism 

Elizabeth Ohm, Library Resources 

Betye Saar, Fine Arts 

Marjorie Sharp, Human Relations Services 

Sara Shumer, Political Theory 

Emily Wasiolek, Literature 

Rev. Elmer Witt, Campus Ministries 

Table of contents 



by Lynn Thomas Strauss 

by Susan Eckert & JoAnn Cannon 

by Catherine Blair 

by Judith McCombs 

by Suzanne Prescott 

by Pat Watson 


by Lynn Thomas Strauss 


by Judy Katz-Levine 


by Barbara Crooker 

by Joan Lewis 








by Helen E e Hughes 



Cover Photo by 
Susan Eckert 







American women are on the move. The 
Creative Woman continues to report, chart, 
and celebrate this movement toward new 
work, new roles, new lives. 

This issue follows women out of the 
kitchens and office buildings and into 
the wilderness. 

In our lead article we look at the 
wilderness through the eyes of Susan 
Eckert and JoAnn Cannon. 

Ms Eckert works at University of 
Illinois Medical Center in the areas 
of wellness promotion and preventive 
health education. Love of nature and 
the outdoors have always been a part 
of her life experience, and she has tra- 
velled, camped, and photographed her 
way through Europe, Africa and the U.S. 
Susan has won top prizes in several 
Chicago-area Photography Shows, and her 
Wilderness *81 Calendar incorporates some 
of her lovely wilderness photographs. 

Ms. Cannon has worked internation- 
ally as a health consultant, lecturer 
and teacher. She began a professional 
career in the arts and humanities 
through early publication of her poetry 
and one-woman oral interpretation 
presentations of prose and poetry. 

An avid traveler, JoAnn has canoed, 
skied, and backpacked throughout the 
United States and views trips into the 
wilderness as a basis for the expression 
)f her artistic talents. 

The collaboration between Eckert 
md Cannon led to the establishment of 
:heir own business of conducting wilder- 
less adventures. INWARD BOUND, primar- 
ily designed for women over 30, encom- 
passes a "wholistic" approach to life, 
(ou can read more about their exciting 
program in the "Announcements" section 
)f this issue. 

Also in this issue, Catherine Blair 
jives advice on how to enjoy the wilder- 
less right outside your back door, while 
>uzanne Prescott describes a 'wilderness' 
mvironment that has sustained her over 
my years of her life 
Pat Watson tells the wonderful story 
of her first river rafting experience 
md the challenges and joys encountered. 

In our book review section, Joan 
.ewis reviews Women And Nature by Susan 

Griffin and Lynn Strauss contributes 
a review essay on important books by 
Anne LaBastille and China Gal land. 

This issue also includes a resource 
list of organizations, outfitters, and 
groups available to educate, lead and 
otherwise support women's move into 
the wilderness. 

In "From The Editor's Lookout Point", 
our editor detajls the significance of 
wilderness experiences in her life. 

And lastly this issue contains the 
index to Volumes III and IV of The 
Creative Woman ,, 


Photo by Susan Eckert 



BY Susan Eckert and JoAnn Cannon 

"Come into the Wilderness and 
take no one with you but your 
true self..." 

An astronomer friend of mine, who had 
paddled and portaged in the Boundary 
Waters canoe area in Minnesota for 17 
consecutive years, never stopped talking 
about how marvelous the experience was. 
After hearing his stories and seeing his 
photographs, I knew I had to go there, 

So, during a rare free week in July, my 
friend JoAnn and I lashed her 17 foot 
canoe to my 10 foot Honda Civic, and 
left for a wilderness adventure that would 
later change the direction of our lives. 



to the wilderness cumbered, 


to the loneness you find, 


and you'll see all around you, 

the cycles and rhythms of time. 

Our outfitter, a free-spirited retired wo- 
man who had owned and run her business 
for what seemed like decades, took us to 
where her canoes were stored. With a 
twinkle in her eyes, she lifted a 75 pound 
aluminum canoe over her head as she 
delightedly watched our gaping mouths. 
"That's how you do it," she grinned. 
Since we didn't have a set of shoulder 
pads on JoAnn's fiberglass canoe, both of 
us would have to carry it so the weight 
would be evenly distributed. "Too bad 
you both have to carry the canoe," she 
quipped. "You'll just have to make one 
more trip with your packs on each port- 
age!" She wouldn't let us forget that 
she was still very capable of carrying her 
own canoe. 

Clear blue skies and crystal lakes; the 
Perseid Metero Showers and the Northern 
Lights at night. We asked ourselves why 
we hadn't come to this wilderness 

For two days we paddled and portaged 
from lake to lake, and found ourselves 
growing more silent with each small lake 
we left behind. Idle talk no longer 
seemed necessary or appropriate - the 
beauty and peace of this wilderness left 
us without words. 

The Call of the Wild 
Does not always scare, 
Sometimes it whispers 
With exquisite care: 

"Rapunzel, Rapunzel, let 
down your long hair." 

Soon we began to notice that we had 
not seen any other women paddling and 
portaging by themselves. Mostly, we 
met men who had come out together, in 
twos and fours, to fish and camp. Or 
there were couples—the woman sat in 
the bow of the canoe while the men 
guided the canoe from the stern. The 
men, of course, always carried the 
canoes on the portages, while the 
women, of course, carried the paddles 
and the light packs. 

There was much curiosity aroused when 
either groups of men or couples passed 
us on a portage. Once we got the 
canoe over our heads, all that could be 
seen was a green upside-down canoe 
with four legs, the legs being unmistak- 
ably female. And even during this 
unusual mode of encounter and travel, 
we would invariably be asked the same 
two questions: "Are you two out here 
alone?" and "Aren't you afraid?", to 
which our replies of "Yes" and "No" 
respectively, resoundingly echoed from 
inside the upside-down canoe. There 
were a few times, however, when having 
passed about 16 unmistakably male legs, 
we found ourselves responding, "Our men 
are fishing on the next lake!" 

That was five years ago, and in a span 
of only 5 years, it is now very common 
to see women and groups of women in 
the Boundary Waters, taking a more 
active role in being outdoors. 

The experience that summer was a very 
special one for many reasons, the most 
important being that during that wonder- 
ful week, the dream of Inward Bound 
Adventures was born. Throughout the 
week we talked about how exciting it 
would be to share such a beautiful envi- 
ronment and experience with women who 
had always wanted to do something like 
this, but for various reasons, had not had 
the opportunity, or had not taken advan- 
tage of such an opportunity to be in the 
outdoors. Both of us had always loved 
the outdoors and had many diverse 
experiences and skills gained from living 
and working outside. I considered my 
years in the Peace Corps in West Africa 
—living with my husband in a mud house 
in a bush village — a two and a half 
year survival adventure. 

We talked about how important the out- 
doors and previous wilderness experiences 
had been in shaping our own lives, our 
own wellness, our own wholeness and 
image of ourselves as women. Our dis- 
cussions led us to decide that we would 
put together a trip the next summer for 
some of our friends who had never before 
experienced such an adventure. The trip 
would be especially designed for women 
over 30 who were beginners-had never 
paddled a canoe and had never camped— 
so they would feel comfortable learning 
these new outdoor skills in an encouraging 
and supportive environment. 


the lone canoe is stilled 
and the breathing of the wind 
stirs across a lake, 
and longing for the journey 
draws the mind from 
all its dreams, 

and shadows lose their power 
to the coming of the Light, 
will Dawn herself arise, 
and slowly 
wake the Night. 

Bringing this dream back to Chicago, we 
began to feel that next summer was too 
long to wait, so we instead planned 
a cross-country ski weekend in Wisconsin 
for the winter. Learning to cross- 
country ski is one way to begin to enjoy 
snow and winter weather. What better 
way to be outdoors and experience a 
daytime quiet forest than on skis, getting 
in touch with the silence, the beauty, 
the sounds of the woods? 

We also decided that our emphasis on 
any outdoor or indoor adventure would 
be on wellness and health awareness: 
exercising, eating good food, learning to 
relax, and discovering new or renewed 
confidences and abilities that learning a 
new outdoor skill could create. Both of 
us worked at a large university medical 
center in Chicago and felt that health 
professionals very rarely practiced what 
they preached about maintaining and 
promoting health. A wilderness exper- 
ience seemed the ideal arena for promot- 
ing wellness, especially for women who 
could then take their newly learned 
skills and confidences back home and 
incorporate them into their daily living 
and working situations. 


Bread and cheese fill a 
Knapsack with simplicity. 

If to carry on the back 
Were a requirement of 
There would be many second 
Thoughts of ownership. 
Ten pounds of wants, 
To be gladly traded for 
Ten ounces of needs. 

A simple meal and a 
grateful heart 
Provide gourmet survival. 

To our delight, the ski weekend was a 
wonderful experience— women encouraging 
and supporting each other to take risks 
and choose their own goals, establish 
their own rhythms, their own styles. We 
ate simple, good food, relaxed aching 
and tired muscles in a nearby sauna and 
whirlpool, and decided that this was only 
the first of many such adventures for 
the future. The excite- 
ment, fun, and work was just beginning. 


How frighteningly beautiful 

To spend a night 

Only in the arms of trees. 

To be alone and witness 

The washing of the forest 

In the rythmical rhymes of rain. 

To hear the rush of a stream 

That methodically slows the mind. 

To stay alone here - 
Perhaps not for long, 
As one meal extended is 
Too much - 
But too long without 
Brings hunger. 

"Why women in the wilderness?" we are 
often asked by men who find our trip 
descriptions inviting, or by women who 
have never been on an all women's trip. 
Because women haven't always had the 
same opportunities for enjoying and being 
in the wilderness as men have, especially 
women in the age group over 30. How 
many women do you know who, once a 
year, get together for a fishing trip with 
their buddies into Canada? 

Of course this is not the only reason, or 
even the most important one. Only each 
woman can say what the most important 
aspects are for her own self. But there 
are other reasons I'd like to discuss here- 
-reasons I think contribute to all women's 
wilderness adventures being a very power- 
ful experience. 

In the wilderness, stereotypes and precon- 
ceptions fall by the wayside. Many 
women, who have always imagined them- 
selves as physically "weak" become very 
surprised to find that they are capable of 
picking up and portaging a 17 foot canoe. 
We often see, for the first time, that our 
sex-role stereotyping is so ingrained that 
it has inhibited our enjoyment of being 
outdoors and our connections with the 
natural world. One woman told us that 
for the first time she felt very stable, 
very grounded 

in the outdoors because she was wearing 
a pair of heavy boots, after all those 
years of wearing high heels! 

Women perceive the wilderness differently 
than men. There is no right or wrong 
way— and neither way is more valid than 

the other— they are just different. 
Historically, the wilderness has been 
viewed through men's narratives, through 
men's eyes. But we're beginning to see 
that through women's eyes, through our 
own different rhythms and styles, we 
perceive the wilderness to include 
elements of nurturance, caring, commun- 
ity, sustenance, and wholeness— ways of 
perceiving that are distinctly different 
from men's. It is exciting for me to 
think that in the bringing together of 
both men's and women's perceptions, the 
wilderness will be truly more "whole". 


A Pink and Blue sky 
nodding quietly at dusk. 

Is this the Girl and Boy child 

of Mother Earth 
Who is wrapped in a 

blanket of dark 
polka-dotted light, 

And suckled 
by the Milky-Way 
throughout the night? 

Being with other women in the wilder- 
ness also allows women to exercise 
leadership roles, to gain self-confidence 
by arriving at their own decisions, to 
take new risks, explore new opportuni- 
ties, and allow feelings of fear to come 
up and find support for those feelings 
from other women. As women, most of 
us have really limited ourselves in our 
everyday lives, and rarely have we 
pushed beyond our unexplored boundaries 
to try new adventures— especially outdoor 

For me, going into the wilderness is a 
way of balancing my life in the city. I 
desperately need that balance if I am to 
live, work, and be creative at other 
times in a large, metropolitan 
area like Chicago. When I go into the 
wilderness I rediscover parts of myself 
that get lost in the city, and I come 
back to the city more in touch with who 
I am. I have to go away to be able to 
come home. I know I have to be in the 
outdoors more often when my ears ring 
from the silence— in the city, they never 
ring from the noise. 




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I have 

Touched the silence of wind in 
Twisted branches 
Entangling moon and stars. 

Touched the silence of an 
awakened dawn 
To find the 
Meeting place of dreams. 

There, at the heart of silence 
Lies an opening to 

The layers of reality 

Layered reality - 
Surrounded by the 
Brittle air of silence, 
To be cracked only at the 
Thought of a whisper. 

In the wilderness my dreams change. I 
dream of people from my past and 
friends I haven't seen in a long time-the 
parts of me I must put away to survive 
in the urban environment. They are 
often childhood friends— we used to play 
together. I find it easier to "play" in the 
wilderness than I do in the city. My "old 
friends" return to me in the outdoors, and 
my mind feels clear and alert. 

And I dream about animals, lots of wild 
animals, because I'm feeling wild and 
powerful in an environment where my 
basic everyday needs deal only with food, 
shelter, travel, companionship. My 
dreams tell the truth about how I am 

In the wilderness I also find that I spend 
less time "looking" and more time "see- 
ing." When I "look" through my view- 
finder and take a photograph, it's usually 
not the kind of photograph that I would 
show in an exhibit. That's because just 
"looking" is how most of us take 
pictures. There's really no involvement 
in "looking"— we don't get close , and we 
don't spend time . As a result, there is 
rarely an impact from such a 
photograph, rarely a strong feeling that 
the image evokes in us. 

But "seeing" is different. When I really 
see what I am photographing, I notice 
the details, the colors, I get close, I 
focus sharply. I spend time with the 
image, sometimes hours and maybe days, 

"seeing" its own light, and how other 
light affects it. I sit, I watch, I go 
slow, and let my feelings take over in 
the final composition. When I see the 
finished product I always know which 
photographs were taken when I was only 
"looking", and which were taken when I 
was really "seeing." I am continually 
amazed at the difference, and I am 
continually in awe at the lessons we can 
le arn from the outdoors. 


There is a point in 
history that is 
uniquely me 

The tiny dot 
of Cause and Consequence. 

To stand so small 
Under the vastness 
of all that's gone before, 
and all that's 
Yet to be. 

Of all that we can learn from the wilder- 
ness, probably the most important is for 
each and every one of us to bring home 
its lessons and keep them alive in our 
everyday lives. To go away and exper- 
ience new adventures is very important, 
but to bring new confidences, the feel- 
ings of adventure and wildness, an 
ability to "look" less and "see" more, 
and a sense of awe and wonder, back 
home , is probably the most important 
part of going on any wilderness adventure. 

Woman has surfaced 
From her depths 
To look around at 
Her world. 

Her relationships, and 
The part she plays 
In the creation of it all. 

Views once shaded 
Hold new meanings 
of unfolding images 

Now . . exposed - 



Photo by Susan Eckert 



BY Catherine Blair 

I'm the one you see going to work on a 
bicycle. Mine's the car that is usually 
decked out with canoe on top and bike 
hanging from the rack in the back, and 
often the equipment for tent camping in- 

I would recommend looking for your 
wildernesses and quiet spots as close at 
hand as possible. One reason is that you 
may need a much quicker and more fre- 
quent get-away to nature than once or 
twice a year. The other is the eco- 
nomics of the thing. Mind you, I'm not 
adverse to a big plunge in the wild— a 
backpacking trip to Beaver Island in 
Michigan in the middle of summer or to 
Southern Illinois to Feme Cliff— but I 
need a retreat almost daily or at least 
weekly, so I look first to Sauk Woods. 
Yes, that's right, outside my own door. 
After a first snowfall, on a moonlit 
evening on cross-country skis. Nobody is 
there except me, or once in a while an 
owl. On an early morning the chickadees 
abound. You can really hear them. The 
woods is absolutely its most fun and 
beautiful when every branch and pocket 
of tree is frosted with fresh snow. You 
get the view of the breadth of the woods 
in winter seeing through yards and yards 
of bare trees. Nobody is there to enjoy 
it but me and my companions! 

Now I bike around early or late or in 
between. Not when it's dusk— you can't 
see the glass on the path. Take a broom 
with you to clear it away. Ride fast 
past the parking lots where people are 
washing their cars and where loud stereos 
may blare, the penalty you pay for the 
immediacy of this woods. 

Where does the canoe come in? At any 
nearby creek or river. Yes, I've even 
found rapids in Thorn Creek, putting in 
by the 26th Street Bridge at a time when 
the water was high from spring melt and 
day-long rains. Butterfield Creek too, 
and Hickory Creek off Route 45 where 
the birds in migration hang around 

to enjoy the lush banks of budding trees. 
I rarely run into anybody on the creeks. 
A kid who has just caught a fish on 
the bridge asks to borrow some alumi- 
num foil so he can cook his catch. 
Another is actually gathering trash by 
the roadside. Someone else stops as we 
load up the canoe after a run on this 
Sunday in March. "You can canoe that 
stream?" He is told the various places 
to put in on Hickory Creek, Wolf Road, 
School House Road, New Lennox by the 
lumber company. This man lives by the 
creek, has a canoe, but never tried it. 
Of course, it has to be done after rains, 
early in spring for water sufficiency. 
For a fall day adventure, we go a little 
farther away, but generally just those 
rivers shown on the Chicago Tribune 
map of northeast Illinois. These rivers 
are the closest to specks of wilderness 
you still see around here. Quiet, no 
motors, no radios, just you and the 
ducks, herons, cardinals, cuckoos, jays, 
nuthatches. My favorites are AuSable, 
Little Calumet, Mazon, Du Page and Big 
Pine Creek in Indiana. Middle Fork of 
the Vermillion winds up at Kickapoo 
State Park. These last two are weekend 
adventures as they are two hours away, 
but inexpressibly beautiful with spring 
flowers, or in the late fall with reflec- 
tions of autumn leaves on the face of 
the river. For real adventure there is 
Vermillion River by Lowell Bridge, close 
to Starved Rock. Go there with a very 
knowledgeable person, as this is the only 
Illinois river with rapids and hazards. 

So come with me to experience the 
wonderful renewal of being outdoors, on 
foot, on a bike, in a canoe or sitting 
around a campfire in a state park or 
national lakeshore. It is guaranteed to 
cure your worries about Reagan policies, 
gas prices, and the lack of good movies 
at the Park Forest Theatre, at least for 
a time. And remember, don't throw 
your empties about in the river or on 
the path. Be so good as to take the 
remains of your sack lunch and drink 
back home with you. 


by Judith McCombs 

The Friend 

You are going into the wilderness, O.K. , o K. 

Do you mind if I check, have you matches enough, 
might drip? What about mirrors, 
how to signal, & suppose the compass 
whack? Have you buttoned your pockets? 
natural -born cave man, you know c 

My book says your maps 
Supposing it snows, 

you intend to 
you sit? 
you, will you 



the heavens 

do you know 

goes out of 

You're not 

Will you carry I e D.? 

can't be relied on. 

you've heard of crevasses? If 

(or even to think), where will 

If something comes hunting for 

You can always eat tree bark, you can always 

& I'll pay. But what shall I do with your turtle, 

in case it escapes? What about mail? 

Are you sure you're carrying your own address, 

& your three kinds of notebooks to write on- 

the used-up, the partly used, & also the new? 

I worry about you, uprooted, surrounded 

by green things with roots that don't talk 

& stone things with no roots, not talking at all. 

Are you trying to survive (you know you won't like 

all by yourself), & how can I get you, out there? 




"The AGAINST NATURE poems come from 
the Bruce Trail, the Boundary Waters, 
and the Rocky Mountains, in the states 
and Canada « The old Settler accounts 
of this terrain bear witness that our 
forebears distrusted 'the interminable 
wilderness' in which they were so des- 
perately busy trapping, chopping, 
firing, and otherwise destroying,, Even 
in 'isolation' and danger they clung 
all the more to the quaint human habits 
and projects they had imported, like 
china, numbers, fences, into the 
wildernesSo I see modern backpackers, 
myself included, doing the same thing, 
with our guaranteed calories and water, 
our weatherproof zippers and shelters, 
and above all our fierce dependencies 
on map, compass, watch. It seems that 
the more we love the wilderness, and the 
further in we go, the more we have to 
act human, to keep apart from nature, 
lest it engulf us and stop our getting 
back, to our time and our kind e And 
yet we do pack in, temporarily, 
partially, bringing to nature our own 
(unnatural) wonderment and love " 

(Reprinted from AGAINST NATURE: 
Dustbooks, Paradise, CA , 1979 e ) 

Judith McCombs 


by Suzanne Prescott 

As we think back over our lives, 
the web of experiences and relation- 
ships reveal unfolding patterns of 
achievements, friends, family relation- 
ships and collected personal treasures. 
It seems that we less often take time 
to consider the sequence of changing 
environments which have held meaning 
for us over the years. With time, 
the number of environments we've 
entered increases — where we grew up, 
where we've visited with our families, 
colleges we've attended, where we 
work, where we live with our families, 
our vacations, and even retirement. 
Some of these settings are nothing 
more than a backdrop where more drama- 
tic, and exciting life events unfold, 
and yet some environments hold consid- 
erable meaning, apart from the relations 
they foster. 

As with treasured possessions, 
some environments, like the wilderness, 
form important threads of continuity 
through our lives. The pattern of 
changing environmental seasons stretch 
out over the years paralleling the 
seasons of our own lives. 

Many environments have been lost. 
Buildings have been razed; neighbor- 
hoods have vanished; grandparents' 
homesteads have disappeared; and child- 
hood fields and streams have become 
housing developments. Some of. us, 
however, have been fortunate to main- 
tain a relationship with a natural, 
less spoiled, area. Repeated visits 
through time renew with each visit 
feelings of comfort, exhilaration , 
and peace. 

I look up firom a series ofi mushroom 
pi.ctuA.zA that I've recently taken during 
a particularly damp summer, I let my 
eye run across the. Zand* cape, in firont 
o\ me, A^ter the cornfields o£ Illinois, 
these gentle Allegheny mountains with 
their more intricate visual treats are 
exhiZarating and comforting , A tiny 

home chatters busily Imam an old 
stump. Against the background o^ Mount 
Tussey, across the valley, steam curls 
up slowly firom a cup o£ co^ee, A 
late morning veil ofi &og has nearly 
relinquished iXs hold o\ mountain 
topi* A blu.e-gK.ey gnatcatcher &li.cks 
its tail {rom the top o{ a pine, 
A light wind stirs dancing stalks o£ 
Queen Anne*' lace, A chipmunk faom 
its perch on a granite lump eyes 
me cautiously. The acres stretch before 
me. Here in Western Pennsylvania there 
is no one but me on this small tree 


And then on another occasion, , , I 
check the temperature gauge--200°Vl 
'This is great, ' the descendant oi a 
finn says, "Yeah," I respond with a 
certain lack oi enthusiasm. The sauna 
ajs just ri,ght, I check a vieu) o^ my 
iace in the nearby bucket ofa water, 
'Damn/ I think, 'I've forgotten to 
take out my earrings , ' and predictably 
my skewered ears, like marshmallows p 
are becoming so fat and squishy on the 
inside, and ifi the bucket's reflection 
is right, they seem to be charring nicely 
on the outside, too, I can hardly waiX 
to get out and jump in the pool, A^ter- 
all, i^ priests can turn wine into the 
blood o& Christ, I can certainly make 
an ice cube out oft a marshmallow. 

Over the past 25 years v this environ- 
ment more than any other ' as provided 
me with meaningful experiences and more 
opportunities to share or be alone, 
comfortable and free. I've watched this 


tree farm during many seasons over the 
years. I see the more subtle changes 
in its ecology through the seasons of 
my life. Many important personal rela- 
tionships have developed here and I've 
shared in the communal spirit of fellow- 
ship, for in fact this is a recreation- 
al cooperative, shared by others. 
Though many experiences have been 
shared with friends here, many other 
experiences, particularly winter, fall, 
and early spring have been experienced 
alone. It's difficult to think of these 
experiences without feeling self-indul- 

Hene ib a cabin that I helped 
to build oven 25 yeanb ago. Hundnedb 
have teuton hene oven the yeanb. To- 
nite, thene ib no one. The wood* 
gradually danken ab the tun' 6 bmoky 
nayb catch columnbofa dubt in the. ain. 
An oven bind make* a labt ^oKay in the. Tneeb once bhont, now 
towen ovenhead. I idly bpecalate, with 
a modicum o{, guilt, how many boand 
^eet 0(5 lumben could be. cat ^nom a yellow pine I bee my cat 
at the end ofa the lange communal noom 
patiently waiting ^on a moabe to appean. 
He' 6 caught a numben ofa mice; I have 
no benbe that the ecology hob been 
dibnupted. We'ne both having a time 
o& oun liveb. I think back on bo many 
occasion* t that coald happen nowhene 

I lie on my back in the pool „ 
(Thene' b a negulan bwimming pool on the 
bide 0($ thlt> mountain — in this 'wiZden- 
nesb' .} The topb o& immense whiXe 
oaks ^loat in and oat ofi my virion. 

A pain ol ned- tailed hawk* cincle 
high oven tiie valley looking fion btxay 
meadow voles in the fields. A batten- 
{ly is committing buicide in the khal- 
lowb. Cloudb one traveling finom one 
tet OjJ peaks to the next. 

A hob fallen on a cabin* 
Ho one elbe lb hene. 1 clean iX away... 
Tnom the deck o^ one cabin, I imagine 
I'm on a bhip blipping oven the {ieldb 
with thein. bhaking coven oft gnasb... 

Somehow I've gotten mybel^ 
tunned anound in the woodb. I'm not 
coming oat whene I planned. Hene the 
plantb one denbe lubh and damp. l\y 
cat, who ib an accomplished walken, 
is complaining. He lobeb patience and 
betb ofifi on his own. Thoagh he'b 
neven been hene begone, he leads ab 
expently back to camp'.... 

Jt'b Octoben. I'm lying unden 
the oak tneeb. Wany bnown and gneen 
mebbageb {loot down to coven me... 
We one picking watencnesb friom the 
bpningwaten. The lane ap the bide o^ 
the mountain tannelb thnough the tneeb. 
A cunnent oft pine bcent ib bo thick 
it makeb me clobe my eyeb. 

This is no wilderness like the 
tundra. There are no unci imbed peaks 
here. I need not carry water or a 
pack. I will not get dusty and 
dirty without a chance to clean up. 
But the similarities are sufficient. 
Here there is no blacktop j no TV, no 
stores, and often y/ery few or no 
people. This is my wilderness. I 
come here to recover. I come here to 
indulge my senses. I come here to be 
myself, and to be part of something I 
feel I understando I am part of this 
landscape. This wilderness is me. 




by Pat Watson 

(Reprinted and adapted by permission 
from WOMANKIND, Vol. II, Issue XVI, 

If you haven't washed your hair in a 
bucket of icy river water, and I mean 
icy, you haven't lived. 

After four days without showers, Sharon 
Merriman, an Indianapolis attorney and I 
were willing to wash our hair in anything. 

We had been river rafting on the Dolores 
River, which is exclusively Colorado 
mountain snow melt water. The bucket 
of river water was so cold, it made our 
neck and head muscles contract to the 
pain level but it was worth it. It felt so 
good when we quit. 

We were surprised to discover that both 
Sharon's wiry natural curls and my baby- 
fine long straight hair felt and looked 
better than any beauty shop chemicals 
had achieved—ever. The exhilaration of 
freshly washed hair, sparkling summer 
sunshine, icy water was truly a "Rocky 
Mountain high." 

Our first day on the river was a short 
shakedown cruise to an early campsite. 
We went through a few rapids, but 
nothing that broke water over our bow. 
The scenery in the high Colorado moun- 
tains was lush with spruce, pale aspen in 
their spring green leaves and wild- 
flowers— delphinium, daisies, translucent 
orange poppies— all covered by incredibly 
blue sky. 

As the only unescorted women on the 
trip, Sharon and I became "You-two 
girls." First day, some of our male 
fellow passengers offered to help us 
wrestle with our duffle bags and tent; we 
thanked them, but lugged our own. Some 
of the men looked a trifle glum. Later 
one of the men told me: "I thought sure 
I'd have to help you with your tent, your 
baggage, everything, and there you 
are, doing a faster, better job of setting 
up than I am." 

Another accolade came from a dignified 
older man who said, "I have to thank 
'You-two-girls' for giving me the best 
adventure I've ever had. I was going to 
walk around the rapids, and come back 
to the boat to get my daybag, but when 
I saw you ready to go, I had to go. I 
couldn't back out with ''You-two- girls'' 
sitting there. Shooting Old Snaggle- 
tooth was the most exciting thing I've 
ever done." 

Old Snaggletooth. Scoring about a five 
on the kayak scale of difficulty. Old 
Snaggletooth had loomed ahead like a 
frightening promise. Anyone who chose 
to walk around the rapids rather than 
ride them was encouraged to do so. 
Every piece of gear was checked to 
make sure it was secured with rope and 

Old Snaggletooth was the wildest water I 
had ever seen since the tide came in at 
Tenby, Wales. I hitched my life jacket 
tighter and asked: "What should we do 
if we get tossed out of the boat?" 

John, the group leader, gave me his full 
attention. "Don't let the boat go over 
you. If you fall out, get as far away 
from the boat as you can. Are you sure 
you want to go?" 


It was nice to see his eyes approve. 

I'll always remember the light of antici- 
pation on crewwoman Chris Raf fin's face 
as she checked out Old Snaggletooth. 
One fleeting glance told it all: she 
loves the river, loves adventure; she 
comes fully alive facing danger. After 
seeing her expression, the Israeli Army 
couldn't have kept me out of that boat. 
Our turn! My mouth is suddenly dry. 
Al pushes the boat off the bank and we 
are gripped by the current, yet it's 
quiet. Al rows easily. I wonder if Old 
Snaggletooth is a shaggy dog joke. Sud- 
denly, we dip. Water breaks over the 
three foot high pontoon prow of the 
boat. I hear the oarlocks creak with 
strain. "Hang on!" Hell yes, I'm hang- 
ing on. We whirl into another rock. 


Sharon yells, "Wow!" More icy water 
hits my face and trickles inside my 
layers of warm clothing. 

Rock. Bounce. Twirl. Strain. Rock. 
Spin. Rock. Creak. Rock. Bounce. 
Rock. Bounce. Rock. Spin — Peace. 
It's all over. We pull into the bank and 
pick up those poor souls who had elected 
to walk. We are different. 

We camped early that night. The crew 
was down to their last calorie of energy, 
yet they remained cheerful as they set 
up for supper. Sharon and I spread our 
wet clothing on shrubbery and toasted 
our triumph over the river with a little 
Chablis. We watched the rising moon 
illuminate a rock formation that looked 
like a Greek temple on a hill. 

Back at the next campsite, Sharon and I 
elected to take a river bath. We find a 
shallow eddy with a sturdy bush to grab 
if we lose our footing i n the fast water. 
Clutching soap and branch, I step into 
the water. After my feet turn numb, it 
is quite refreshing. The biodegradable 
Neutrogena soap promptly slips out of 
my hands, so I finish sudsing with sham- 
poo and discover that if I immerse just 
part of me at a time, I won't go into 
hypothermia. Drying in the sunshine 
while we walked back to our tent in 
freshly washed swimsuits and towel 
sarongs was a marvelous feeling. 

"'You-two-girls' just amaze me," says a 
male voice. "Did you really take a bath 
in that river?" 

"Yep. Felt great." 

Where did you go? How did you manage?" 

"Easy. Right over there. Hang on to 
your soap." And another convert goes 
into the river. 

"We're gonna howl tonight," Al promised. 
After a dinner of chicken cordon bleu, 
tossed salad, and strawberry shortcake, 
John broke out his harmonica and Al 
tuned his battered guitar. Then we had 
a campfire songfest that drew this group 
of strangers into friends. A small jug 
of Tennessee sippin' whiskey made rever- 

ent rounds about the circle. Al's pleasant 
voice led us from "When the Saints Go 
Marching In" to a composed-on-the-spot 
ballad about rafting on the Dolores. 
The stars were thick overhead until the 
moon crept over the ridge; we threw 
back our heads and howled and it was 

I want to go back and ride the river 



Now that I know what primitive camping 
is, I can offer some suggestions: 

1. Don't skimp on wool clothing; dress 
in layers so you can shed or don 
warmth, at will. Wear wool socks; 
even when wet, they will keep 

you feet warm. 

2. Bring SCUBA wetsui t booties. 
They won't hold up to a life on 
the river, but they'd have been 
perfect for a week. My feet were 
cold and wet, with bleeding blisters 
where my tennis shoes rubbed. 
Pack moleskin and Band Aids. 

3. Get the best tent you can afford. 
The cost increases with efficiency, 
but at high altitude or in a strong 
wind, an expensive tent is worth 
every dollar. 

4. Pack a thin mylar emergency blanket; 
it literally saved Sharon's life. 

5. Remember you are leaving warm 
water behind; pack a spray can of 
shampoo, a iar of cleansing cream, 
and a box of pre-moistened towelettes 
for comfortable camping. 

6. Eventually, you will WANT to take 
a bath in the river; carry Ivory 

or soap on a rope for this occasion, 
or splurge on backpacker's biodegrad- 
able soap in a tube. 

7. Be prepared to be sleepless, cold, 
wet, and to have a glorious experience. 


by Lynn Thomas 


by Anne LaBastille 

by China Gal land 

Dr. Anne LaBastille, Ph.D. is a wild- 
life ecologist and a widely published 
writer-photographer on outdoor and 
conservation-related subjects „ She 
has traveled world wide in her work 
as wildlife and conservation consul- 

China Gal land is an adventurer and 
explorer. She is author of Women in 
the Wilderness and co-founder of the 
organization of Women in the Wilder- 
ness which supports women's efforts to 
become involved in wilderness experiences. 
The organization publishes a newsletter 
with resource information, runs a jobs 
clearinghouse for women who want to work 
outdoors and is developing an environ- 
mental forum. 

Part of the appeal of these books 
is that the authors themselves and the 
women they write about become strong, 
alive, believable role models for the 

Who among us women have not imagined 
ourselves at times to be a female 
Davy Crockett, Tom Sawyer, Commodore 
Perry? Well here we are introduced to 
real women who have lived lives in the 
outdoors as explorers, scientists, 
divers, mountain climbers, engineers. 
We are glad to discover that we needn't 
have stopped being "torn-boys" after all. 

And we can if we wish, take up outdoors 
where most of us left off so many 
years ago. 

In Woods woman , Anne LaBastille 
shares a part of her life with the 
reader in an intimate and poetic style. 
With vivid descriptions of life alone 
in the wilderness of the Adirondack 
mountains she tells how she built her 
own log cabin home and of her life 
among the trees. 

"During those first weeks and months 
at the cabin my close and constant 
companions were trees. I became 
intimately acquainted with every tree 
inside a 400 foot radius. What at 
first seemed like a dense stand of 
random temperate-zone vegetation — 
maples, spruces, hemlocks, beeches, 
birches, and pines — gradually intro- 
duced itself as an orderly congregation 
of unique individuals, oool came to 
touch them all through trimming, 
pruning, clearing, cutting, admiring 
and listening." 

"I developed an amazing awareness 
of these trees. First, I noticed 
their noises. In wind, the spruces 
gave off a somber deep, sad whoosh, 
while the pines made a higher, happier, 
softer sough. After my initial surprise 
at the differences in sound between 
these two species, I began listening 
to other kinds of trees. Balsam firs 
made a short, precise, polite swishing; 
red and sugar maples gave an impatient 
rustling; yellow birches, a gentle, 
restful sighing." 

Next I discovered a whole assortment 
of tree scents. On hot, dry summer 
days, the balsams, spruces, and pines 
acted like giant sticks of incense, 
giving off a redolence which filled the 
air inside and outside the cabin. The 
carpet of dead needles, the dry duff, 
the trickles of pitch, the sun-warmed 
bark itself, all gave off subtle odors." 


Accompanying Ms. LaBasti lie's 
marvelous narrative are beautifully 
detailed photographs which significant- 
ly enrich her story- telling. 

The chapter of Woodswoman that 
remains most vivid for me is the des- 
cription of the first winter and the 
process of freeze-up. 

The cabin was on the shore of 
Black Bear Lake surrounded by thick 
woods and with no roads leading to the 
cabin e Travel out for supplies and 
trips was done by boat in summer, 
snowshoes or snowmobiles in winter — 
except during freeze-up when the lake 
was too icy for a boat but not yet 
solid enough to walk on. 

"As soon as a test hole chopped 
in the ice showed a 3-inch thickness, 
I felt it safe to start walking down 
the lake... As I walked, I kept tapping 
the pole ahead of my feet on the ice. 
Good ice makes a solid resonant thwang; 
rotten ice a dull thud; thin ice, a 
high short tap." 

"The first week or two I was 
extremely cautious and leery about 
walking on ice. Some of my loneliest 
experiences on Black Bear Lake took 
place on those blue-gray, chill Decem- 
ber evenings when daylight failed at 
4:30 P.M. and snow showers sifted down 
from lowering clouds. I would walk 
home over gray glare ice with a heavy 
pack and my pole, wondering if I'd even 
have a chance for a second breath if 
I fell through now-or now-or now." 

Through reading Woodswoman I 
learned many new things such as how a 
log cabin is actually constructed and 
what skills are necessary for wilder- 
ness survival. I got to know a remark- 
able woman, Anne LaBasti lle^ whose 
strength of character as well as of 
body became clearly evident. I redis- 
covered some of my own connection to 
the wilderness. My own love of trees, 
my deep appreciation of the changing 
seasons, my as yet unconquered fear of 
solitude. And perhaps, most importantly, 
I felt challenged, pushed to stretch 


myself in new ways, to discover new 
strengths in myself and to know that 
I too can be strong, alone and survive 
in harmony with nature. 

Woodswoman also led me to two 
other wonderful books. Another by 
LaBastille, Women and Wilderness 
and one of a similar title, Women in 
the Wilderness by China Gal land. 

These books cover similar ground. 
Both point out the ways in which society 
has historically alienated or excluded 
women from the outdoors. The authors 
maintain that, unlike men, women do 
not want to conquer nature, but to 
interact with it. To test themselves 
and to experience the thrill of 
sucessfully running a dangerous rapid, 
reaching a towering peak or exploring 
where no one has gone before. 

These books are a celebration of 
some of the special women of the past 
who were explorers and adventurers in 
the outdoors. 

Both books present a thoughtful 
examination of the concurrent flower- 
ing of the new feminist and environmen- 
tal movements and the deep connection 
felt to exist between women and nature. 
As women we are connected to nature, 
to seasons, to new life, to death — 
there is logic in the idea that we 
belong outdoors* 

And finally, both authors show us 
the paths of contemporary women who 
are pursuing careers and growth exper- 
iences out of doors in the mountains, 
caves, rivers, forests and oceans of our 
world. And in so doing offer role 
models and possible new directions for 
those women who have not yet entered 
the wilderness. 

Solitude is a reappearing theme. 
As women we are taught to fulfill 
social obligations. Aloneness is to 
be feared and avoided, not sought and 
enjoyed. Yet there is clearly much to 
learn about oneself through the ex- 
perience of solitude. To be truly 

independent one must find strength in 
solitude. Many courses of study, in 
religion, scouting, peace corps train- 
ing, the human potential movement, etc 
require time spent alone. 

From the strength grown from soli- 
tude and the sureness found in leader- 
ship roles women can experience a sense 
of well-being, of renewal. As China 
Gal land says in her introduction; 
"The journey we make, the route we 
seek, is toward wholeness, toward our 
humanity o <,.." 

"Going into the wilderness invokes 
the wildness within us all. This may 
be the deepest value of such an exper- 
ience, the recognition of our kinship 
with the natural world." 

Gal land's book diverges from 
LaBasti lie's in several ways. It is 
written in a form suggestive of a 
journal called aVutter? a book kept 
by a ship's pilot for navigation in 
the days before there were reliable 
maps. Rutters were comprehensive logs 
of the experience of the journey. They 
contained charts, distances, directions, 
and a narrative account of the route to 
be followed. They might contain numer- 
ous notes, speculations, and descrip- 
tions in the margins. They were in- 
tensely personal and idiosyncratic. 

So Gal land's book is a rutter, a 
guide developed from her personal 
experience. It is also a loose history 
of the organization "Women in the Wil- 
derness ." As such, it offers descrip- 
tive examples and quotes from partici- 
pants on the significance of women being 
together and leading one another into and 
through the wilderness. 

The adventure I was most tempted by 
was the all -women's ocean kayaking 
expedition in Baja, Mexico. 

"We waken in the dark at four- thirty 
in the morning and begin to load the 
boats. Our vessels are, fol boats, 
two-person oceangoing kayaks. Our 

expedition is self-contained; we carry 
all our supplies for the nineteen days. 
Our dive bags contain wet suits, masks, 
fins, and thirty pounds of lead weight. 
In addition we have bags of dry food, 
forty-pound water jugs, and personal 
gear, all of which must be completely 
loaded and unloaded from our boats 
each day. Each night we will carry the 
eighty-pound boats up onto the beach." 

"I sleep on the beach and waken with 
the commotion of pelicans, diving and 
feeding in the nightoo.I can hear a 
whale breathe nearby; there she blows 
again... the moon comes out from behind 
clouds. The sea, the birds are flash- 
ing in the night, " 

The most fascinating aspect of 
LaBastille's Women and Wilderness 
is the biographical sketches of 
women pursuing careers outdoors* A 
new world of job possibilities and 
lifestyle options was opened up for 
me and for my daughters by hearing 
about the lives and work of real women 
of all ages and life circumstances. 
Some of the careers described were 
log cabin architect, environmental 
education teacher, marine biologist, 
environmental impact engineer, island 
naturalist, rafting instructor and 
river guide, outdoor journalist, and 

Both of these books leave the reader 
with a sense of our own potential to 
experience adventure, to tap our own 
wildness and yet offer the reassurance 
that these women are like us, and like 
us began from a traditional framework. 
Gall and and LaBasti lie offer rich 
bibliographies and appendices listing 
organizations, outfitters, programs, 
and other resources in the existing 
network of women helping one another 
to begin their personal journey into 
the wilderness. 


for Risa 

My history 

loses its shyness 

in the immense 

gesture of your voice. 

You listen 

like rough silk 

indigo and pale gold. 

When we sit down together 

and you notice 

pools of darkness y y 

shining in the sleeping woman /.;/ 

sheaves of rain come 

enfolded in your power./" 


she leans into me with her question 
i want to be a lake 
but small wounds 

bits of blue sky 

that have been gnawed away 
reveal my true flesh (the flesh of my 1 
make my voice raw, uncontrolled 
on this cool day 
sitting under a fruit tree 
i reach into the substance 
which creates uncaptured sight ,, 
lean into her with gentleness 
that feels the pain 
of all my friends 
as they keep on. 

now she goes 

across the field. 

i'll never know for sure 

if I have quenched her appetite. 

exhausted i 

pretend i'm still inside myself, 

let go with some laughter. 

by Judy Katz-Levine 



V&avxLng By 

by Judy Katz-Levine 



hsf Moving, with an ice storm in my throat 

'm not an easy transplant. 
«ncVmy taproot's cut, 
the mulch removed, 
it's touch and go 
if I % 2CL win%ea^-e^e«^ 





Can 1 ^ 

e rich home loam 
of friends-, 

& ^-€ami 1 itfP^la c e s , 
^ the garden 
3^ ""ST^with the jonquils 

We open memories 
like Hershies cocoa 
the lid sticks tight. 

coming up. 

A light west wind 
would blow me away; 
it takes so long 
o settle in. 

Memories drag "behind me 
like a sack of tubers; 
I am full of leafy grief. 

We think th 



has happened, 

is fixed as a photograph 

locked in an album, 

but it changes, it develops, 

mixed with time, 

like sugar mixes in 

that dark and bitter powder, 

making a drink 

that warms and restores. 

Sflil, iMn the frozeT»**ground, 
blind feeders, fine as nerves, 

egin theit; veiny search 
for water and for love. 

Barbara Crooker 

Barbara Crooker 




!»^p||#|j BOOK 


by Joan Lewis 

Woman and Nature: The Roaring Inside 
Her, Harper & Row, 1978. 

by Susan Griffin 

These are hard times, I guess c The 
planetary prognosis is grim c Taxes 
and unemployment on the rise — morale 
and morals down My parents, survivors 
of the Great Depression, might offer a 
smug smile at the current handwringing 
of writers discussing the economic/ 
moral /international malaise,, They know 
what hard times are all abouto Yet this 
is a changed people confronting predict- 
able, cyclical woes — no longer armed with 
the simple societal values and institu- 
tions of fifty years ago. Technology is 
encroaching on the humanity of our mores — 
or more accurately, our inability to 
handle technology threatens our grasp of 
what defines humanity— and thus our value 
system experiences profound and at times 
flippant change c Surviving with our 
humanity intact— the integrity of the 
human condition preserved — is perhaps 
the greatest challenge of the '80's, 
most uniquely addressed to the female 
who is most emotionally and biologically 
attuned to our origins, our planeto 

Susan Griffin has written a history of 
sorts about this struggle to preserve our 
humanity— a conflict as old as the dicho- 
tomies of the sexes. The historical male 
impulse has been to conquer, to bend 
nature to his ends, asserting his own 
superiority, while woman adapts, using 
her natural surroundings. It has been 
her role to conserve rather than destroy. 
Identified as she is with nature, woman 
has shared in nature's subjugation by man, 
who through religion, philosophy, govern- 
ment, science strove to rationalize his 

war upon his own sources c Griffin uses 
voices out of history to illuminate this 

"And it is written that "not the 
woman but the man is the image of God." 

And that "the image of God is in man 
and it is one." That "Women were drawn 
from man, who has God's jurisdiction as 
if he were God's vicar, because he has 
the image of the one God " 

That as God is the principle of the 
universe so is man, in likeness to God, 
the principle of the human race. 

It is decided that the minds of 
women are defective,, That the fibers 
of the brain are weak. That because women 
menstruate regularly the supply of blood 
to the brain is weakened. 

All abstract knowledge, all knowledge 
which is dry, it is cautioned, must be 
abandoned to the laborious and solid 
mind of man "For this reason," it is 
further reasoned, "women will never learn 

There is a controversy over whether 
or not women should be taught arithmetic. 

To a woman who owns a telescope it 
is suggested that she rid herself of it, 
that she "stop trying to find out what's 
happening on the moon." 

A close friend, upon my excited recom- 
mendation that she read Woman and Nature , 
asked, "Will it make me angry?" I was 
hard pressed to give a simple answer. The 
book had evoked so many emotions in me 
as I read it— including deep anger. That, 
in itself, earmarks a book for me as 
special, possessing a depth, a three di- 
mensional quality written out of the un- 
edited human condition. I was tempted 
to be less than honest out of my need for 
my friend to share the experience of this 
book with me— and frustrated with my in- 
adequacy to give a simple straightforward 

Woman and Nature is divided into four 
books. In the first, Matter , Griffin 
describes how the male has made use of 
women as he has made use of nature, 


reducing both to objects to be shaped, 
harnessed, domesticated and controlled. 
She compares man's regard for women 
with his attitude toward Land, Timber, 
Wind, Cows, Mules, the Show Horse, 
"Her Body" Book Two is about Separa- 
tion , and documents the ways in which 
woman has been separated from her true 
self by His Power, His Knowledge, His 
Control, His Certainty, and Terror, 
Book Three, The Separate Rejoined 
shows how the divided come together 
again, how women enter a new space, 
a new time, and learn to hear their 
own voices, leading to transformation 
and clarity» Book Four, Matter Revisi- 
ted , predicts how this will change us 
and change the world. 

Woman and Nature is difficult to cap- 
ture in analysis. Something in me rebels 
at a cold parsing of structure and content. 
My academic training is overwhelmed by 
my sexual identity as woman in this soci- 
ety, at this particular historical place, 
and out of my personal experience and 
legacy as female. That condition, of it- 
self, suggests anger, pride, hubris. The 
book is an accurate reflection of that 
condition — the female condition now claim- 
ing its rightful, essential place in our 

"Her birth. The day she said her 
first word. The time of her growing 
awareness. The days of her bleeding. 
The years when she learned about death. 
The age she was when she accepted change. 
The time of her broadening. When she 
felt her body become strong, That time 
of her life when she learned reciprocity 
and the inviolability of the other. The 
year when her anger gave her clarity and 
all her weeping was filled with intelli- 
gence. The morning of her full powers. 
The celebration of her first gray hairs. 
The solemn recognition of her coming of 

Woman And Nature is an historical 
description of the female experience, 
an indictment of the brutality, humil- 
iations, injustices, a celebration of 
its nobility. It is poetry quite liter- 
ally written by a poet, and an epistle 

to the future of womanhood, I believe 
this is a very special time for women: 
we are linked, attuned to a unique and 
cosmic awareness of ourselves and our 
emergence— the importance of this phen- 
omenon in this crucial time. Griffin has 
most eloquently described that awareness 
that women are experiencing universally 
today. We have come into our own. This 
awareness of the needs we can— must—fill 
if humankind is to survive on this planet, 
precludes malaise and vindictiveness. 

The irony of woman's position has been 
that her innate awareness of the absolute 
necessity of her influence for the sur- 
vival of the species must tolerate the 
ignorance, derision and fears of estab- 
lished society. She has been forced to 
plot for our survival as a race in secre- 
cy, lest a male oriented establishment 
discover its own inadequacies „ Given the 
stakes, anger is folly— mere self-indul- 
gence in the face of survival, This is 
what the women of 1980 are about: 

"Vie say the ages when she knew her 
own power. The age when she kept her 
own name. The age when she revealed 
the secret of the wheel , The age 
when she learned to speak with the 
animals. The age when she discovered 
the seed. The age during which she 
wove truth about herself. The age 
when she joined forces with the earth. 
When she listened and was heard. The 
age when she knew she was not alone. 
The Age of her Resonance," 

"Su&an GsU{ s { s in , & poweA&ul, painful, 
and ncAtcutic new book tie.file.cti> the 
v<utn&6A and comptexitij ofi hex. uibjzct. 
Woman and NatuAe unite* fiemiyiUm and 
ecology which have been fiaLbely 
divided into & epoKate ' catu <u\ a A£ 
i& a book which I wilt fiead and h.e- 
n.ead t aA&ign to cIoaaca, give, to 
£tii&nd&. It tt> a woh.k ofi gucat and 
daxing virion"* 

— WaJitj Valij, [CImmaoLu,, 
Wo. 7, pTllT^IlT) 



(The news article that follows was 
translated from the Dutch by Mijnheer 
DeVries and forwarded to us by Stu 
Hodes. It appeared in the New 
Rotterdam Courant on March 7, 1981 e 
For our interview with the Honorable 
Jeri Joseph, see our Summer 1979 issue, 
"Women in Politics", VOL. Ill, No. 1, 
p. 33-34.) 

Tomorrow the American ambassador, Mrs. 
Jc Joseph, leaves our country to resume, 
after two and a half years, her work as 
a journalist in her home town, Minneapolis. 

It is usual for a new ambassador to be 
appointed, following the election to 
office of a new president., The appoint- 
ment of MrSo Joseph was a political 
one, a token of gratitude for the 
important part she played for fifteen 
years in the Democratic Party in the 
United States 6 

Her arrival in the Netherlands was not 
without difficulties. Again, The Hague 
had been deemed worthy of a political 
appointment rather than a career diplo- 
mat. In addition, the political climate 
in the Netherlands included regular flare- 
ups of anti -Americanism. The problem of 
the installation of modern nuclear 
weapons led to unexpected political 
passions. A good background of special- 
ized technical and historical knowledge, 
as well as tact, were required for dis- 
cussions of such matters. For a non- 
professional diplomat such as Mrs. 
Joseph, the tasks must not have been 
simpleo The way in which she, never- 
theless, has represented the American 
point of view, and the way she has 
fought these debates competently and 
indefatigably have won great respect 
from her supporters as well as from 

Only between allies and friends is a 
dispute of such sharpness conceivable. 
That this friendship has not worn 
away, but has grown substantially, is 
largely attributed to the personal merits 
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I just finished reading your "Coming 
Home" editorial in the beautiful 

Snow Flowers number of Creative 
Woman . 

Your idealism and hope have not dimin- 
ished in their intensity. Would that 
I could share them! Watergate, the 
Carter disappointment, and now the 
barbarians from the Wild West, led by 
a simple minded actor, destroying the 
patiently built social welfare programs, 
at a pace that I would have thought 
unimaginable. That's our country. 
The rest of the world? We now see 
that capitalism has great capacity to 
lift a country's standard of living 
(albeit at fearful costs in human 
misery), but that once developed, 
capitalism is an abysmal failure, 
caught hopelessly between inflation 
and unemployment. 

Communism as an alternative? That dream 
has proved to be a nightmare! I'm 
pessimistic, more pessimistic than 
I've ever been. I see capitalism 
struggling desperately to survive only 
through armaments and wars. 
There will be new institutions, new 
accommodations, but long after I'm 
gone and only after much suffering in 
the collapse of our societies and the 
building of a new world. 
SOoo.keep up your hopeful spirit. 
You'll need it to continue the strug- 
gle for the brave new world, however 
and whenever it may come! And, pessi- 
mistic though I be, I still hold 
that there's no worthier way to spend 
one's life than in trying to bring 
about that brave new world. 



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From: Galland, China 

Women in The Wilderness 
Harper & Row, NY 1980. 

American Women's Himalayan Expeditions (AWHE) 

1013 Paradise Way; Palo Alto, CA 94306 
Supports the participation ot women in expeditionary 
mountaineering. Funds left from the 1978 women's 
Annapurna Expedition will be used as grants or loans 
to women taking part in climbing expeditions and ex- 
change programs with women climbers from other 
countries, and for summer meets. 


P.O. Box 5749; Austin, TX 78763 
Chartered adventures available to most areas of the 
Southwest. A small company which organizes back- 
country trips for women in small groups who explore 
rivers, mountains, and deserts, acauiring basic out- 
door skills and experience. In the summer, Artemis 
goes to the mountains of New Mexico, Colorado, and 
Wyoming. Winter, they use the rivers and mountains of 
Big Bend, Texas. 

Blackberry Creek Camp 

P.O. Box 28; Pulga, CA 95965 

A residential summer camp for young women nine 
through fifteen years of age, run by an all-female 
staff. Situated in a rural community in northern Califor- 
nia and surrounded by national forest, Blackberry 
Creek Camp aims to promote self-confidence, self- 
reliance, and emotional growth through outdoor 
group living. Swimming, day and overnight hikes. 
Campers also learn basic tool use, farm animal care, 
organic gardening (much of the camp's food comes 
from its gardens), canning, cheese and yogurt mak- 
ing, and may choose from a variety of activities such 
as pottery making, dyeing, and weaving. Vegetarian 
food provided. 

Encounter Four 

Kayla Melville 

Butler County Community College; Butler, PA 16001 
(412)287-8711, ext. 138 

Adventure-based outdoor program for a variety of 
people. Women's courses include cross-country ski- 
ing, winter camping, rock climbing, white-water raf- 
ting and canoeing, flatwater canoeing, caving, and 
backpacking. These trips led by women are in 
groups of eight to twelve participants of varied age 
and experience. 

Girl Scouts of America 

839 Third Avenue; New York, NY 10022 

Founded in 1912 by Juliette Gordon Low, the Girl 
Scouts is the largest voluntary organization for girls in 
the world. Open to all girls, ages six to seventeen, Girl 
Scouts provides outdoor opportunities through camp- 
ing experiences right from the start. Courses vary from 
camping, backpacking, mountain climbing, cross- 
country skiing, rafting, canoeing to survival and 
desert travel. They operate camps in all the mountain 
ranges of the United States. An excellent way to start 

Healing Ways for Women 

P.O. Box 350; Buemeville, CA 95446 
Biannual gatherings in the redwoods of Sonoma. For 
women healers, artists, musicians, and friends, pro- 
viding an opportunity to express and explore the im- 
age of the goddess. The weekend includes 
workshops, recreation, vegetarian food, indoor lodg- 
ing, and child care. 

The Infinite Odyssey 

25 Huntington Avenue, Suite 324; Boston, MA 02116 

Among their offerings is a women's rafting and moun- 
taineering trip in the Tetons of Wyoming. Designed 
and led by women, the course offers instruction in 
rope work, rock climbing, orienteering, and minimum- 
impact camping. 

Institute for Environmental Awareness 

Women's Programs: Bertha Petruski 
P..O. Box W-821; Greenfield, MA 01302 
The guiding purpose of the institute is to develop 
awareness, understanding, and positive action 
toward both the natural and cultural environments 
among people of all ages and circumstances. They 
use the philosophies and skills of conservation, out- 
door and environmental education. The institute has 
a wide variety of programs especially for women, 
ranging from climbing and orienteering to "The Night 
Experience" and "Counseling and Caring Through 
Outdoor Programs." 

Keep Listening 

P./O. Box 446; Sandy, OR 97055 
(503) 622-3895 

A year-round program of backpacking, bicycle cam- 
ping, and cross-country skiing trips for women in the 
Northwest. Sessions teach outdoor skills, so that the 
beginner can learn what she needs to plan her own 

Nantahala Outdoor Center, Inc. 

Star Route, P.O. Box 68; Bryson City, NC 28713 

The center is open year round, offering a wide range 
of adventurous outdoor experiences to people with 
all ranges of experience. They provide equipment 
and instruction in a variety of areas, with a large 
white-water program. Women's skills clinics are of- 


National Outdoor Leadership School (NOLS) 

P.O. Box AA; Lander, WY 82520 
(307) 332-4381 

Teaches skills essential for the preservation of the 
earth's wilderness; minimum-impact camping and 
leadership are essential. Among their offerings is a 
month-long women's mountaineering course led by 
women. Emphasis is placed on technical climbing 
skills, such as steep snow and rock work, protection 
placement, snow travel techniques, and peak 

Nature Explorations — Tuleyome Peninsula 
Conservation Center 

1 176 Emerson Street; Palo Alto, CA 94301 
(415) 324-8737 

Nonprofit, tax-exempt organization of teachers, artists, 
and parents providing active environmental educa- 
tion for people of all ages. Special offerings include 
women's backpacking trips, a single-parent-family 
program, and other workshops organized and led by 

Nordic Ski Ventures 

P.O. Box 1576, Tahoe City, CA 95730 

(916) 583-2875 

The creation of two women, both Tahoe ski guides, 

this small organization offers an in-depth approach to 

cross-country skiing. Teaches basic cross-country 

techniques and winter safety skills. One to five day 


Outback Adventures 

Valerie Berg 

505 Fruit, N.W.; Albuquerque, NM 87102 
(505) 842-6226 

This New Mexico-based company provides 
backpacking-snorkeling adventures to Baja, cross- 
country skiing in New Mexico, backpacking and rock 
climbing in New Mexico and Texas, and spring white- 
water rafting in New Mexico and Colorado. They do 
contract courses for stress-management and 
organizational retreats. All trips also offered at various 
times for women as professional retreats, skills train- 
ing, or adventure trips. Staffed by skilled wilderness 
people and psychologists. 

Outdoor Education Association 

11468 Redwood Highway; Wilderville, OR 97543 


In cooperation with Osprey River Trips, Inc., offers 

some women-only wilderness trips as well as trips for 

women and men. Experiential white-water training in 

oar-and paddle-powered inflatable rafts. 

The Outdoor Woman's School 

Carole Latimer 

2519 Cedar Street; Berkeley, CA 94708 


For women with all degrees of experience. Offers 

backpacking classes and wilderness trips throughout 

the year, cross-country skiing and snow camping in 

winter. The aim is to teach women wilderness skills 

and make them aware of themselves as physically 

strong people." 

Outward Bound, Inc. 

384 Field Point Road; Greenwich, CT 06830 
(203) 661-0797 (800) 243-8520 (toll free) 

An action-oriented program for personal growth, ser- 
vice to others, and adventure education. It is design- 
ed so that students will meet challenging experiences 
in wilderness settings. Outward Bound operates 
through seven different schools around the country, 
all of which have courses for both women and men, 
including women-only courses and a program for the 

Palisade School of Mountaineering 

P.O. Box 694, Bishop, CA 93514 

Offers a broad spectrum of mountaineering courses 
and guided climbs throughout the year, primarily in 
the Sierra Nevada. A basic mountaineering course 
for women taught by women, teaching the basic skills 
needed to climb safely on rock, snow, and glaciers, 
is offered. 

Seaworthy Women 

2210 Wilshire Boulevard, Suite 254, 
Santa Monica, CA 90403 

Instruction for women from beginning through ad- 
vanced sailing. Offers cruises, from one day to one 
month, to the offshore islands of California as well as 
in the Caribbean; combines sea and land explora- 

Sobek Expeditions, Inc. 

P.O. Box 761; Angels Camp, CA 95222 

(209) 736-2661 

Specializes in wilderness explorations around the 

world, pioneering some rather exotic river runs and 

expeditions, for men and women. They are promoting 

all-women expeditions and hope to sponsor a major 

first women's descent of a wild river overseas. 

Trailhead Ventures 

P.O. Box CC; Buena Vista, CO 8121 1 
(303) 395-8001 

Prime hiking in the Rocky Mountains and the 
Southwest. Committed to wilderness preservation, with 
an emphasis on responsible hiking and camping 
techniques, by which humans leave the smallest 
traces of their visits. Offers a basic backpacking 
course for women only. 


Gail Stepina, Touch of Nature Environmental Center 
Southern Illinois University, Carbondale, IL 62901 

Courses offered for women only, men only, and 
women and men. Backpacking, canoeing, caving, 
rock climbing, land navigation, and cross-country ski- 
ing in the Ozark Mountains of Illinois, Missouri, and 
Arkansas, with special trips to Canada, North 
Carolina, Texas, Georgia, Flordia, and Wyoming. 

University of the Wilderness 

P.O. Box 1687; Evergreen, CO 80439 
(303) 674-9724 

Offers women's backpacking and runs canoe, ski 
touring, and snowshoe trips in various wilderness en- 
vironments. Also offers Wilderness Photography 


Washington Women Outdoors, Inc. 

P.O. Box 301; Garrett Park, MD 20766 

Trains metropolitan Washington, D.C., women in a 
variety of outdoor activities from September to June. 
Fall and spring activities include hiking and bicycling 
weekends. Winter hosts their most popular program, 
cross-country skiing; women can learn how to 
prepare themselves and their skis, as well as learn 
actual skiing techniques. WWO's most important func- 
tion is education through identification with skilled 
women instructors and with skill manuals using 
women as models and written in nontechnical terms. 

White Pine Ski Touring Center 

P.O. Box 417; Park City, UT 84060 

Concerned with educating the cross-country skier. Of- 
fers wide range of instruction, from day lessons and 
mini tours on the Park City golf course to several days 
of touring in the High Uintas. Offers trips for women 
only as well as for mixed groups. 

Wilderness Learning Institute 

Marilyn Mason 

2445 Park Avenue South; Minneapolis, MN 55404 
(612) 870-1085 

The Wilderness Learning Institute is an educational 
organization blending the challenge of outdoor ex- 
periences with other educational styles. Nature and 
rock climbing can be great teachers of the human 
experience. In group rock-climbing experiences for 
novices, professional mountaineers and 
psychotherapists weave together situations for facing 
powerlessness and strengths in a safe environment. 
Days are filled with climbing; the metaphor of the 
rock climbing is used in fireside discussions at night. 
Most programs are four days long. There will also be 
combination climbing and square-rig sailing on Lake 
Superior. For mixed groups and professionals, this 
year's format includes a rock-climbing course for 
women that focuses on competitiveness, the aspect 
of themselves that we so often deny. 

Women in the Wilderness, Inc. 

Bldg. 201 

Fort Mason; San Francisco, CA 94123 

(415) 556-0560 

Women in the Wilderness is a lot more than just the 

organization we've created over the last few years. 

Like a live current, the name itself energizes 

something in many women; it speaks to the explorer 

in us all. 

Women in the Wilderness is a process, a vehicle 
through which women who share an interest in the 
outdoors and our environment can come to know 
one another. Like an ecosystem, the network is a 
community of diverse groups with a variety of needs 
and interrelationships. The ecosystem, achieveing its 
stability through and because of its diversity, is the 
natural model to foster. Though science still debates 
the theory, it makes for a broad kind of common 
sense. The wilderness itself is the most elaborate ex- 
ample of an ecosystem, able to balance and sustain 
a welter of complexity and life within itself indefinitely. 
The wilderness is in fact such an exquisite order that 
any area left "unmanaged," to its own devices, will 
return to wilderness. 

We envision the growth of autonomous regional 
groups that will be tied together primarily by our 
publication. We seek to coordinate efforts nationally 
and lend mutual support while remaining a regionally 
based group ourselves. Our network is an attempt to 
alleviate the problems of top-heavy traditional 
organizational structures. And, like people, no 
organization is perfect; we're still in the process of 
growing, but the network of regional groups fits our 
belief in the values of self-sufficiency and self- 
definition, with each group inventing its own size, 
shape, and focus, based on its own regional mix of 
women and environment. There is no set way to 
come together. Through sharing in the network via 
the publication Women in the Wilderness and finding 
out what works for others, people can get their own 
ideas about what might fit for them. 

In the Bay Area, our program ranges from en- 
vironmental forums, skills workshops, earthday 
celebrations such as a summer solstice festival, 
leadership training workshops, films and slide shows, 
panel discussion, climbing, running trails, women's 
drumming workshops, and river trips to painting and 
photography in the wilderness. It is a wide mix of ac- 
tivities, limited only by the interest of members and 
the stipulation that all programming must be led by 
women, though some events are also open to men. 

Women in the Wilderness, Outings, Expeditions and 
Adventures, focuses on special courses from trips for 
teenagers and school-age children to management 
executives. We've put on river trips for mothers and 
daughters, day-long walks in the woods, weekend 
backpacking, rafting the Grand Canyon, kayaking 
Baja, and trekking Nepal. Membership is $10 per 
year and includes a subscription to the quarterly 
publication. The publication features a directory of 
outfitters and organizations; a calendar of activities 
(both our own and others) from around the country; 
and articles, photographs, and art work on the theme 
of women and wilderness. The quarterly also carries 
information about job opportunities in the out-of- 


Women Outdoors 

474 Boston Avenue; Medford, MA 02155 

A regional network of women who want to develop 
an integrated, environmentally conscious lifestyle; feel 
the need to work with nature rather than against it; 
view wilderness activities as a way in which women 
can develop power in their own lives; come from all 
walks of life and touch nature in many different ways. 
New memPers and inquiries are welcome. 

Women's Way Ski Seminars 

Elissa Sanger 

P.O. Box 1 182, Tahoe City, CA 95730 
(916) 583-2904 

Held throughout the winter in various ski areas in 
California, Colorado, and the East. Five days of in- 
struction in small classes. Before and after skiing, ses- 
sions in relaxation, massage, visualization, and body- 
awareness techniques. Cross-country and downhill. 
Women only. 

Women's Sports Foundation 

195 Moulton Street; San Francisco, CA 94123 
(415) 563-6266 

Encourages and supports the participation of women 
in sports activites. Runs clinics and workshops to im- 
prove sports skills, techniques, and knowledge for 
girls and women. Develops local women's sports 
associations. Maintains an information and resource 
center on women's sports. 


3716 Fourth Avenue South; Minneapolis, MN 55409 
(612) 823-1900 

Operates primarily in Minnesota, Wisconsin, and On- 
tario, offering guided canoe trips and bike trips for 
women of all ages and degrees of experience. 
Vegetarian gourmet camp cooking. Winter camping, 
skills workshops, and courses on women in the 











INWARD BOUND, owned and operated by 
two women health professionals, is 
an organization which runs wilderness 
adventures especially designed for 
women over 30 who are novices in camp- 
ing, canoeing, hiking, and cross-coun- 
try skiing, and who wish either to 
learn or brush up on these outdoor 
skills in a supportive environment. 

Besides learning new outdoor skills, 
our emphasis is on maintaining and 
promoting our "wellness". We believe 
women can be the real force in going 
back into the home and sharing with 
families and friends, knowledge of 
better eating habits, 
and health awareness, 
being in the outdoors 
ity to discover and develop new abili- 
ties, skills, and confidences, which 
can then be taken back and incorporat- 
ed into our daily living and working 

exercise programs, 
We also feel that 
is an opportun- 

During Summer '81, INWARD BOUND 
offers the following adventures: 




* practical and economical methods 
of sprouting and indoor planting 

* what is needed for setting up a 

* active participation in planting 
a tray of seeds to take home 

* how to economize by home food 

* menu planning to save you money 
and keep you healthy 

* time to explore the inside and 
outside beauty of the Botanic 

DATE: June 6, 1981 

TIME: 9:30-3:30 PM. Lunch not included 
LOCATION: The Chicago Botanic Gardens. 
Lake Cook Road, Glencoe, II. 
(just east off route 41 on Lake 
Cook Road) 
FEE: $25.00(trays, dirt & seeds included) 


These "Heal thing Weekends" to beauti- 
ful Blackhawk Ridge, Wisconsin, are 
great get-aways . We go canoeing on 
the Wisconsin River, hiking, swimming, 
hayriding, and even taking a sauna and 
whirlpool if you'd like. 

DATES: June 26-28, 1981 
July 10-12, 1981 
July 24-26, 1981 
TIME: 6:30 PM Friday evening to 

2:00 PM Sunday 
LOCATION: Blackhawk Ridge, Sauk City, 
Wisconsin. One hour north of 
FEE: $139 o 00 includes: all camping fees 

in special large tents, canoe rental, 
put-in and pick-up at river, fantas- 
tic food, swimming pool, sauna, 
(travel to and from Blackhawk 
Ridge is NOT included) 


Portaging and paddling through quiet 
lakes in the boundary waters. Get in 
touch with the silence, the beauty, the 
sounds of the world around you. 

7 days-8 nights 
(trip is limited to 10 persons) 

1981. Depart noon 
Return afternoon of 

DATES August 1-9, 

August lsto 

August 8th. 
DEPARTURE: Bearskin Outfitters, 35 miles 
up the Gunflint Trail, Grand 
FEE: $379.00 includes total outfitting, 
food for 7 days, one overnight at out- 
fitters, and one over night at quaint 
hotel on shores of Lake Superior in 
Grand Marais. 




Paddling and floating down the calm 
waters of the Green River. The river 
twists its way for endless miles 
through vast canyons that radiate colors 
or reds, oranges, yellows and lavendars. 

7 days-8 nights 
(Limited to 14 people) 

DATES: August 15-23, 1981. Arrive 

8:00 August 15th„ 
DEPARTURE: Sunset Motel, Moab, Utah 

and Tex's River Expeditions, 
FEE: $379.00 includes guides, all 
equipment, food for 7 days, 
two nights lodging at the Sunset 
Motel o 

Hiking the magnificent skyline trail 
in Grand Tetons National Park. We will 
be hiking at altitudes above 6800 feet, 
so you will need to be in good physical 

7 days-8 nights 
(limited to 12 persons) 

DATES: August 29-September 6, 1981. 
Arrive at hostel August 29th. 

DEPARTURE: Teton Village Hostel, at 
foot of Rendevous Mountain— 
between Jackson Hole and south 
entrance of park. 

FEE: $319.00 includes guides, two 
nights lodging, tram tickets, 
food for 7 days, cooking stoves 
& fuel. 

for further information: 

1613 W. Greenleaf, Chicago, II. 60626 
(312) 274-4964 


Midwesterners will be able to experience 
Judy Chicago's The Dinner Party close 
to home, in May, June and July, at our 
exhibit site, 3130 Mayfield Road in 
Cleveland Heights, Ohio. 
All over the Midwest, people are help- 
ing to raise money by becoming sponsors 
of The Dinner Party exhibition. Sponsors 
help by supporting a particular part 
of the exhibit, thereby contributing 
the necessary funds to bring The Dinner 
Party to Cleveland. 

*A gift of $1000.00 will exclusively 
sponsor one of the 39 place settings. 

* A gift of $300.00 will sponsor 
a plate. 

* A gift of $150.00 will sponsor a 

* A gift of $25.00 will support a 
name from the Heritage Floor. 

If you feel The Dinner Party deserves 
to be seen and not stored away, sponsor 
a part of it and encourage others to do 
the same. 



For more information: 

The Ohio-Chicago Art Project 
3130 Mayfield Road 
Cleveland Hts., OH 44118 
(216) 371-2222 




In the smaM town of Saint Peter, rest- 
ing in the valley of the Minnesota River, 
Alixa Schultz and her colleagues of the 
Cherry Creek Theatre are expecting a 
cloudburst of people to arrive on August 
9th for THE GATHERING--an assemblage of 
theatre groups, scholars, writers and 
artists from across the nation 

What is the place of performance and 
celebration in the building of culture? 
These are the questions to be addressed 
in the six days of this evento They will 
be answered by discussion, lecture, 
performance, workshops, concerts, an 
Arts Fair, Dawn River Tour, puppets, 
masks, kites, banners, dance, poetry, 

On the evening of August 9, a pageant- 
parade will begin THE GATHERING. The 
after the poem by Meridel LeSueur. The 
pageant will start on the river with 
handmade rafts and a flotilla of canoes 
and culminate in a choral and orches- 
tral concert and the performance by 
a dance company. 

We have been asked to participate and 
we intend to be there' 

To join a car pool, pack up your tent 
and come along, call the Editor. 
Housing arrangements include camping 
sites, dormitories or motels. Shall 
we arrive by river in the flotilla of 
canoes? or by bicycle? 

For a detailed program write to 
Alixa Schultz at the address shown, 

Readers will find a report in the 
Summer issue of The Creative Woman. 




Putting this issue together has been 
almost as much fun as actually going 
out there and hiking, climbing, canoe- 
ing and rafting. The wealth of invit- 
ing materials available has provided 
us with a real turn-on, which we hope 
our readers will share » As I have 
been thinking over the experiences of 
my life in remote and un trammeled 
places, the ones that stand out or 
shine with a special light are the 
times and places of perfect solitude: 
walks into the forbidden Massachusetts 
woods in spring when I was a school 
girl, a night spent alone on an island 
in Long Island Sound, private retreats 
into the mountains of California, Col- 
orado, New Mexico, with my tent, sleep- 
ing bag, mess gear, a volume of Thoreau, 
a notebook. Absolute silence, except 
for wind in the trees or birdsong. 
Perfect freedom to do exactly as I 
wished. A night under the stars watch- 
ing the majestic procession of heavenly 
bodies across my sky. When I took off 
for a few days of glorious solitude, I 
was never hungry, thirsty, tired, or 
angry; because I ate when I got hungry, 
slept when I tired, and there was no 
one to have conflicts with. I returned 
refreshed and feeling loving toward my 
family and friends. 

In recent years, these outings have 
changed dramatically: I have gone to 
far more distant and memorable places 
(Greek islands) and into even more wild 
and unspoiled mountains (the Adirondacks) 
Too often, I have not been able to have 

the kind of experience I wanted and long- 
ed for — the deep, silent communication 
with a place— because such things simply 
do not happen in a group. There seem to 
be some people for whom the wilderness 
experience is a contest of will, strength, 
and endurance — to conquer the mountain, 
to make the hundred-mile route, to reach 
one's physical limits and then to exceed 
them, coming back exhausted to the bone. 
For some people, physical exercise is 
like money or sex: "only too much is 
ever enough". For me, this is a per- 
version of the wilderness experience. 
For me, the ease and rest of nature 
are mocked by the macho spirit. 

Clearly, there are many uses of the 
wild and many different responses to 
it, meeting the needs of different 
people. As it takes all kinds to 
make a world, we each confront the 
wild in our own way. Sharing the per- 
spectives of the writers of this issue, 
I conclude that women (and some men) may 
relate in a different way to the wilder- 
ness. At the deepest level it is for 
us— for some of us— a spiritual journey 
because we touch the wisdom of nature 
in the same way that we meet the uncon- 
scious. We are not adversaries. We 
are one. 

I'm grateful and glad that I walked 
the Samaria Gorge in Crete, with my 
partner and best friend, and a little 
proud that I could do it. The pace 
of that 18 kilometer forced downhill 
trek so strained muscle, heart and 
bone that it was a full week before 
either of us could move without pain. 
I'm angry and ashamed that I did not 
have the moral strength to fight to 
do it more in my own way — to stop and 
play in the rapids— in what must be 
the freshest and best water in the 
world. Looking forward to my next 
outdoor adventures, I find that my 
challenge is to find out how to have 
both: how to combine the delights of 
a shared experience of vigorous en- 
deavor and the intensity of communion 
with those voices of nature that are 
both without and within. 

Helen E. Hughes, Editor 



Index by Author 

Applehof, Mary "Worms VS High Technology" P. 23 VOL. IV, NO. 1 

Archer, Liz "Little Red Hen" P. 17 VOL. IV, NO. 1 

Bear. Roberta "Children's Art: A Map of the Inner World" P. 19 VOL III, NO. 2 

"Creative Woman Meets the International Year of the Child" P. 3 VOL. Ill, NO. 2 

"Our World's Children" P. 5 VOL. Ill, NO. 2 

Beck, Linda "Shadows" P. 36 VOL. IV, NO. 2 

Blair, Catherine "Finding the Wild Close To Home" VOL. IV, NO. 4 

Brissenden, Barbara "A Wife's Statement" P. 13 VOL. Ill, NO. 3 

Brady, Margaret "The Turning Away" (Poem) P. 1 1 VOL. IV, NO. 1 

Bray, Peggy Irene "A Woman's Key to Political Liberation" P. 6 VOL. Ill, NO. 1 

Crooker, Barbara "Poems" VOL. IV, NO. 4 

Eckert, Susan & Cannon, JoAnn "Through the Eyes of Women in the Wilderness" VOL. IV, NO. 4 

Ellis, Alis "How Old Are You?" P. 6 VOL. IV, NO. 2 

Eron, Leonard D. "Effect of Television Violence on Children" P. 7 VOL. Ill, NO. 2 

Everson, David & Judith "Recent Trends in the Electoral Participation of American Women" P. 9 VOL. Ill, NO. 1 

Felder, Carol "In Memoriam" P. 4 VOL. IV, NO. 3 

Francis, Jenny "Fear of Sailing" P. 7 VOL. Ill, NO. 3 

Goldfarb, Pauline "For the Young at Heart" P. 28 VOL. IV, NO. 2 

Greenwood, Lois "What is Feminist Research? Some Suggestive Remarks" P. 21 VOL. Ill, NO. 1 

Hagens, Bethe "How I Got Into Solar and Why You Can't Get Me Out of My Greenhouse" P. 18 VOL. IV, NO. 1 

Hagens, Bethe "Introduction" P. 3 VOL. IV, NO. 1 

Hagens, Lucie "Kirby, The Cadillac of Vacuum Cleaners" P. 29 VOL. IV, NO. 1 

Hamilton, Nancy "Surviving Technology" P. 12 VOL. IV, NO. 1 

"Thinking Ahead" P. 29 VOL. IV, NO. 2 

Heiderkrueger, S. J. "Johnny Linny's Nightmare" (a review) by Roberta Rosen P. 29 VOL. Ill, NO. 2 

Hinterkopf, Elfie "Focusing: A Method For Achieveing Authentic Roles" P. 27 VOL. Ill, NO. 4 

Howard, Louise "Remedies" P. 14 VOL. IV, NO. 1 

Huffman, Phyllis "A Time of Change" P. 12 VOL. IV, NO. 2 

Hughes, Helen E. "Disappointments in Copenhagen" P. 43 VOL. IV, NO. 2 

" Female Sexuality" P. 2 VOL. Ill, NO. 4 

"From the Editor's Corner" P. 3 VOL. Ill, NO. 1 

"From the Editor's Lookout Point" VOL. IV, NO. 4 

"From the Editor's Playground" P. 31 VOL. Ill, NO. 2 

"From the Editor's Quarterdeck" P. 29 VOL. Ill, NO. 3 

"From the Editor's Viewpoint: Coming Home" P. 23-26 VOL. IV, NO. 3 

"Letter From Holland" P. 33 VOL. Ill, NO. 4 

"Letter From Holland" P. 40 VOL. IV, NO. 1 

"Letter From Holland" P. 40 VOL, IV, NO. 2 

Hutton, Barbara "Wife and Mother at Sea" P. 7 VOL. Ill, NO. 3 
Kalwa. Jean "Media Watch" P. 4 VOL. IV, NO. 1 

"On Chickens and Goats" P. 33 VOL. IV, NO. 1 

Kaplan, Mimi 8<. Marcou, Ann "Breast Cancer and Peer Counseling" P. 24 VOL. Ill, NO. 4 

Kaplan, Mimi "Sneetches, Ooblecks, Grinches and Gacks" (a review) P. 26 VOL. Ill, NO. 2 

Keer, Lou "Stella Pevsner: Popular Writer for Young People" P. 30 VOL. Ill, NO. 2 

Kassell, Paula "Playing the Political Game" book reviews reprinted from New Directions for Women P. 27 VOL. Ill, NO. 1 

Katz-Levine, Judy "Poems" VOL. IV, NO. 4 

Katz. Shirley "Take My Hand" (song) P. 20 VOL. Ill, NO. 1 

Kohlsaat, Caroline & Oppenheim, James "Bread and Roses" (song) P. 18 VOL. Ill, NO. 1 

LeFevre, Carol "Women Earn a New Identity" P. 1 1 VOL. Ill, NO. 4 

Lewis, Joan "Book Review" Women and Nature by Susan Griffin VOL. IV, NO. 4 

"The Navy Today" P. 25 VOL. Ill, NO. 3 

Lewis, Laurie "Future" P. 18 VOL. Ill, NO. 2 

Livingston, Jean "What Children Say About Divorce" P. 16 VOL. Ill, NO. 2 

Lundborg, Edith "Ode to Fran Field" P. 25 VOL. IV, NO. 2 

Momonova, Tatiana "Preamble" Seven Translations P. 16-17 VOL. IV, NO. 3 

Marsh, Bridget "Sailing as a Way of Life" P. 5 VOL. Ill, NO. 3 

Martin. Joe Photograph P. 27 VOL. IV, NO. 3 

Matteson, David "Changing Men" P. 30 VOL. Ill, NO. 4 

Meredith, Joseph C. "Seagoing Wives of Yankee Whalers: A Nineteenth Century Phenomenon" P. 15 VOL. III. NO. 3 

Meyers, Joan Rohr Poems: "Moth-Song," "Vistas," "What I might Lose" P. 18 VOL. IV, NO. 3 

Millman, Joyce "Poems" P. 7 VOL. IV, NO. 2 

Pease-Schwartz, Terri "On the Feminist Study of Motherhood" P. 16 VOL. Ill, NO. 4 

Peterson, Lucille "Cherchez La Femme" P. 26 VOL. IV, NO. 2 

"H A I K U" P. 26 VOL. IV, NO. 2 

Peterson, Lucille, "Small Biography" P. 26 VOL. IV, NO. 2 

Prescott, Suzanne "A Tree Farm "Wilderness' " VOL. IV, NO. 4 

__ "Coping with Death" P. 31 VOL. IV, NO. 2 

Rebeck, Pam 8t Hinterkopf, Elfie "Introduction" P. 1 VOL. Ill, NO. 4 

Rebeck, Pam & Rudolph, Bonnie "The High Achieving Woman & Stress" P. 22 VOL. Ill, NO. 4 

Riley, Rhoda cover photo VOL. IV, NO. 3 


Rogoff, Mary Lou "Dying, An Integral Stage of the Human Phenomenon: Commentary on Writings of Elizabeth Kubler-Ross" 

P. 37 VOL. IV. NO. 2 
Saul, Jim "Age of Innocence" cover photo VOL. Ill, NO. 2 
Sharp, Marge "From an Idea to a Reality: The Older Women's League" P. 21 VOL. IV, NO. 2 

"Stereotyping of the Aged" P. 4 VOL. IV, NO. 2 

Shipley, Joan "First Time Skipper" P. 9 VOL. Ill, NO. 3 

Shumer, Sara Mayhem "A Feminist Politics of Women in Politics" P. 4 VOL. Ill, NO. 1 
Steele, Irene E. Peoms: "Becoming," "Wild Wind," "When You Weary" P. 12 VOL. IV, NO. 3 
Stoper, Emily "Women's Studies: Politics of Powerlessness at a University'' P. 24 VOL. III. NO. 1 
Strauss, Lynn Thomas "A Marvelous Life" (interview) P. 14 VOL. IV, NO. 2 

Life in "The Pea Green Boat" P. 10 VOL. IV. NO 2 

"My Grandmother" P. 16 VOL. IV, NO. 2 

"Review Essay" (Woods Woman by Anne LaBastille, Women and Wilderness by Anne LaBastille, and Women in the Wilderness by 

China Galland) VOL. IV, NO. 4 

"Saying Yes to Life - and Death" P. 13 VOL. Ill, NO. 2 

"Shikasta" by Doris Lessing (book review) P. 13 VOL. IV, NO. 3 

Taylor, Julie Cover photograph VOL. IV. NO. 1 

Troy, Shannon (book review) "Life After Youth: Female, Forty — What Next?" by Ruth Harriet Jacobs P. 42 VOL. IV, NO 2 

Wasnak, Lynn Poems: "The Love-Bird," "Stone-Eater," "Morning Glory Girls," "Protected Mama" P. 7 VOL. IV, NO. 3 

Watson, Pat "River Rafting on the Dolores River" (Adapted from Womankind, VOL. II, Issue XVI, 1980) VOL. IV, NO. 4 

Webber, Dawn "Love and Danger" P. 9 VOL. IV, NO. 3 

Weiser, Ann "Networking" P. 6 VOL. IV, NO. 1 

Whitaker, Sandra V. "Women and Self-Esteem: A Search for a New Identity" P. 7 VOL. III. NO. 4 

Index by Title 

"A Feminist Politics of Women in Politics" by Sara Mayhew Shumer P. 4 VOL. Ill, NO. 1 

"Age of Innocence" cover photo by Jim Saul VOL. Ill, NO. 2 

A "Marvelous Life" (interview) by Lynn Thomas Strauss P. 14 VOL. IV, NO. 2 

"A Time of Change" by Phyllis Huffman P. 12 VOL. IV, NO. 2 

"A Tree Farm 'Wilderness' " by Suzanne Prescott VOL. IV, NO. 4 

"A Wife's Statement" by Barbara Brissenden P. 13 VOL. Ill, NO. 3 

"A Woman's Key to Political Liberation" by Peggy Irene Bray P. 6 VOL. Ill, NO. 1 

Bibliography on Women and Aging P. 8 VOL. IV, NO. 2 

"Book Review of Shikasta" by Doris Lessing by Lynn Thomas Strauss P. 13 VOL. IV, NO. 3 

"Book Review" Women and Nature by Susan Griffin by Joan Lewis VOL. IV, NO. 4 

"Bread and Roses," (song) by Caroline Kohlsaat and James Oppenheim P. 18 VOL. Ill, NO. 1 

"Breast Cancer and Peer Counseling" by Mimi Kaplan and Ann Marcou P. 24 VOL. Ill, NO. 4 

"Changing Men" by David Matteson P. 30 VOL. Ill, NO. 4 

"Children's Art: A Map of the Inner World" by Roberta Bear P. 19 VOL. Ill, NO. 2 

"Cherchez La Femme" by Lucille Peterson P. 26 VOL. IV, NO. 2 

"Coping with Death" by Suzanne Prescott P. 31 VOL. IV, NO. 2 

Cover photograph by Julie Taylor VOL. IV, NO. 1 

Cover photograph by Rhoda Riley VOL. IV, NO. 3 

Creative Lives: "Competence, Courage and Caring: Mimi Kaplan" P. 19-20 VOL. IV, NO. 3 

"Creative Woman Meets the International Year of the Child" by Roberta Bear P. 3 VOL. Ill, NO. 2 

"Disappointments in Copenhagen" by Helen E. Hughes P. 43 VOL. IV, NO. 2 

"Dying, An Integral Stage of the Human Phenomenon: Commentary on Writings of Dr. Elizabeth Kubler-Ross" by Mary Lou Rogoff 

P.37 VOL. IV, NO. 2 
"Effect of Television Violence on Children" by Leonard D. Eron P. 7 VOL. Ill, NO. 2 
"Fear of Sailing" by Jenny Francis P. 7 VOL. Ill, NO. 3 
"Female Sexuality" by Helen E. Hughes P. 2 VOL. Ill, NO. 4 
"Finding the Wild Close to Home" by Catherine Blair VOL. IV, NO. 4 
"First Time Skipper" by Joan Shipley P. 9 VOL. Ill, NO. 3 

"Focusing: A Method for Achieving Authentic Roles" by Elfie Hinterkopf P. 27 VOL. Ill, NO. 4 
"For the Young at Heart" by Pauline Goldfarb P. 28 VOL. IV, NO. 2 

"From an Idea to a Reality: the Older Women's League" by Marge Sharp P. 21 VOL. IV, NO. 2 
"From the Editor's Corner" by Helen E. Hughes P. 3 VOL. Ill, NO. 1 
"From the Editor's Playground" by Helen E. Hughes P. 31 VOL. Ill, NO. 2 
"From the Editor's Lookout Point" by Helen E. Hughes VOL. IV, NO. 4 
"From the Editor's Quarterdeck" by Helen E. Hughes P. 29 VOL. Ill, NO. 3 
"From the Editor's Viewpoint: Coming Home" by Helen E. Hughes P. 23 - P. 26 VOL. IV, NO. 3 
"Future" by Laurie Lewis P. 18 VOL. Ill, NO. 2 
"Gray Panthers: First Decade" P. 18 VOL. IV, NO. 2 
"H A I K U" by Lucille Peterson P. 26 VOL. IV, NO. 2 

"How I Got into Solar and Why You Can't Get Me Out of My Greenhouse" by Bethe Hagens P. 18 VOL. IV, NO. 1 
"How Old Are You?" by Alis Ellis P. 6 VOL. IV, NO. 2 
"In Memoriam" by Carol Felder P. 4 VOL. IV, NO. 3 
"Introduction" by Bethe Hagens P. 3 VOL. IV, NO. 1 

"Introduction" by Pam Rebeck and Elfie Hinterkopf (Guest editors) P. 1 VOL. Ill, NO. 4 
"Johnny Linny's Nightmare" by Roberta Rosen (review) by S. J. Heidegrueger P. 29 VOL. Ill, NO. 2 
"Kirby, The Cadillac of Vacuum Cleaners" by Lucie Hagens P. 29 VOL. IV, NO. 1 
"Letter From Holland" by Helen E. Hughes P. 33 VOL. Ill, NO. 4 
"Letter From Holland" by Helen E. Hughes P. 40 VOL. IV, NO. 1 
"Letter From Holland" by Helen E. Hughes P. 40 VOL. IV, NO. 2 


"Letter to the Creotive Woman" by Dave Crispin. JoAnne Evansgardner. Natasha Malachovskaya. Glenda Bailey-Mershon 

P. 21-22 VOL. IV. NO. 3 
"Life After Youth: Female. Forty — What Next? by Ruth Harriet Jacobs" by Shannon Troy (book review) P. 42 VOL. IV, NO. 2 
Life in "The Pea Green Boat" by Lynn Thomas Strauss P. 10 VOL. IV, NO. 2 
"Little Red Hen" by Liz Archer P. 17 VOL. IV, NO. 1 
"Love and Danger" by Dawn Webber P. 9 VOL. IV, NO., 3 
"Media Watch" by Jean Kalwa P. 4 VOL. IV, NO. 1 
"My Grandmother" by Lynn Thomas Strauss P. 16 VOL. IV, NO. 2 
"Networking" by Ann Weiser P. 6 VOL. IV, NO. 1 
"Ode to Fran Field" by Edith Lundborg P. 25 VOL. IV, NO. 2 
"On Chickens and Goats" by Jean Kalwa P. 33 VOL. IV, NO. 1 
"On the Feminist Study of Motherhood" by Terri Pease-Schwartz P. 16 VOL. Ill, NO. 4 
"Our World's Children" by Roberta Bear P. 5 VOL. Ill, NO. 2 

"Playing the Political Game" by Paula Kassell book reviews reprinted from New Directions for Women P. 27 VOL. Ill, NO. 1 
"Poems" by Barbara Crooker VOL. IV, NO. 4 

Poems "Moth-Song," "Vista." "What I Might Lose" by Joan Rohr Meyers P. 18 VOL. IV, NO. 3 
"Poems" by Joyce Millman P. 7 VOL. IV. NO. 2 
"Poems" by Judy Katz-Levine VOL. IV, NO. 4 

Poems: "Becoming," "Wild Wind," "When You Weary" by Irene E. Steele VOL. IV, NO. 3 

Poems: "The Love-Bird," "Stone-Eaters," "Morning Glory Girls," "Protected Mama" by Lynn Wasnak P. 7 VOL. IV, NO. 3 
'Preamble": Seven Translations by Tatiana Mamonova P. 16-17 VOL. IV, NO. 3 

'Recent Trends in the Electoral Participation of American Women" by David and Judith Everson P. 9 VOL. Ill, NO. 1 
'Remedies" by Louise Howard P. 14 VOL. IV, NO. 1 
'Review Essay"(Woodswoman by Anne LaBastille, Women and Wilderness by Anne LaBastille, & Women in the Wilderness by China 

Galland) by Lynn Thomas Strauss VOL. IV, NO. 4 
'River Rafting on the Dolores River" by Pat Watson (Adapted from Womankind, VOL. II, Issue XVI, 1980) VOL. IV, NO. 4 
'Sailing as a Way of Life" by Bridget Marsh P. 5 VOL. Ill, NO. 3 
'Saying Yes to Life - and Death" by Lynn Thomas Strauss P. 13 VOL. Ill, NO. 2 

'Seagoing Wives of Yankee Whalers: Nineteenth Century Phenomenon" by Joseph C. Meredith P. 15 VOL. Ill, NO. 3 
'Shadows" by Linda Beck P. 36 VOL. IV, NO. 2 

So Much Has Been Written About Women" Reprint, New Directions for Women P. 26 VOL. Ill, NO. 1 
'Small Biography" by Lucille Peterson P. 26 VOL. IV, NO. 2 

'Sneetches, Ooblecks, Grinches and Gacks" a review by Mimi Kaplan P. 26 VOL. Ill, NO. 2 
'Sterotyping of the Aged" by Marge Sharp P. 4 VOL. IV, NO. 2 
'Stella Pevsner: Popular Writer for Young People" by Lou Keer P. 30 VOL. Ill, NO. 2 
'Surviving Technology" by Nancy Hamilton P. 12 VOL. IV, NO. 1 
'Take My Hand" (song) by Shirley Katz P. 20 VOL. Ill, NO. 1 

'The High Achieving Woman & Stress" by Pam Rebeck & Connie Rudolph P. 22 VOL. Ill, NO. 4 
'The Navy Today" by Joan Lewis P. 25 VOL. Ill, NO. 3 
'The Turning Away" (Poem) by Margaret Brady P. 1 1 VOL. IV, NO. 1 
'Thinking Ahead" by Nancy Hamilton P. 29 VOL. IV, NO. 2 

'Through the Eyes of Women in the Wilderness" by Susan Eckert & JoAnn Cannon VOL. IV, NO. 4 
'What Children Say About Divorce" by Jean Livingston P. 16 VOL. Ill, NO. 2 
What is Feminist Research? Some Suggestive Remarks" by Lois Greenwood P. 21 VOL. Ill, NO. 1 
'Wife and Mother at Sea" by Barbara Hutton P. 7 VOL. Ill, NO. 3 

'Women and Self-esteem: A Search for a New Identity" by Sandra V. Whitaker P. 7 VOL. Ill, NO. 4 
'Women Earn a New Identity" by Carol LeFevre P. 1 1 VOL. Ill, NO. 4 

'Women's Studies: Politics of Powerlessness at a University" by Emily Stoper P. 24 VOL. Ill, NO. 1 
'Worms VS High Technology" by Mary Appelhof P. 23 VOL. IV, NO. 1 



The First International Interdisciplinary Congress 
ion Women (theme Women's Worlds) will be held at 
the University of Haifa in Israel from 12/28/81 to 
0./1/82. The sponsors include: Association for 
IWomen in Science; Center for the Study of Sex 
[Roles, CUNY; Division of the Psychology of 
{Women, APA; Federation of Organizations for 
Professional Women; Sociologists for Women in 
.Society; The University of Haifa; and Women's 
•Caucus of the Population Association of America. 
Information about the submission of programs and 
arrangements may be obtained from The Secre- 
tariat, P.O. Box 3054, Tel-Aviv, Israel (telex 
:341132, telephone 03-222217). Deadline for sub- 
missions is 4/1/81. 

Shcharansky's Wile 
Expresses Concern 

The Associated Press 
TEL AVIV — The wife of Rus- 
sian Jewish dissident Anatoly 
Shcharansky said Sunday that he 
has not been heard from since ear- 
ly December, when he spent two 
weeks in solitary confinement in a 
Soviet prison camp. 

Mr. Shcharansky, 33, was sen- 
tenced to 13 years in prison in 
1978 after he was convicted of 
espionage in a trial that was con- 
demned by the, West. Avital 
Shcharansky said her mother-in- 
law told her in a telephone call 
from Moscow that Soviet authori- 
ties evaded inquiries regarding Mr. 
Shcharansky's condition. 

Women in the Third World 

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Deadline for submission of articles 
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WINTER 1982, The Body: The Care, Feeding, 
Use and Expression of Women's Bodies 
From the perspective of the women's 
holistic health movement, this issue 
will be co-edited by Donna Bandstra 
(who, as Donna Piontek, worked on 
Volume I, No, 1 of this magazine). 
We also hope to include articles 
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and the healing arts as women have 
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